A Black Knights slave has been pulled out by the White Adventurer Guild to S-rank.

"This is a great restaurant. Top dragon steaks are also mandatory, but may be offered. There's a name for royalty."

"If it was the care of weapons or something, it would be here. I'll come all the way from far away to the famous fierce."

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That's how they told me all kinds of places.

However,

'... the meat is delicious... but my stomach refuses...!

I remember my body cramping all the time and I didn't stop.

'Sorry! Too much slashing, blacksmith. I smashed it!

I just waved my sword and the blacksmith was amputated. Are you lucky you didn't hit people?

"... ha"

Queena is sighing as she suppresses her forehead. I'm just saying my head hurts.

No, I have a consciousness, too.

I asked for a guide because of this, but it doesn't work.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I'm the right person for a high format."

"I didn't think that would happen. But you can't do that. S-rank needs to be S-ranked. Because even clients are of higher quality."

In retrospect, A-rank and other clients were people who felt like big luxuries or great nobles. Perhaps I will be guided to these meals in the future?

If so, do I have to get used to it...?

But restaurants cost thirty silver coins a meal, and superior blacksmiths cost thirty gold coins a sword.

"I get used to it and I'm scared..."

"Then at least bear it."

"Yes......"

I snort in tears.

Right, right. In retrospect, is this work too...... Then we have to do it.

No, it's fine. I can't help but get used to it. If you think luxury food is poisonous, you'll feel delicious, and even a sword that can be unusually slashed will be fine if you keep it carefully.

"You know, Jeed. But"

"If you really don't like it, you don't have to do it. Because there are things that people can't do, things that are unsuitable. That's where adventurers get their freedom."

"Okay, you? 'Cause I said don't use the word" no "even when you're dead. It's sweet that you can't."

"... so when are we really talking about slavery? You're not even a resident when there was slavery."

"No..."

Queena is donning.

Oh, no. I think I'm going to cry.

"You're a good one."

"Oh, what, you're disgusting! That's what guides are for."

"No, I was just imagining a mechanical explanation."

I saw an outdoor store open on a round-trip basis as I excused myself to Queena, whose face turned bright red and poked small. I bellied at the good smell inhaled through my nose.

"What, that?

"That's a beefbone skewer."

"That sounds like it... I'd like to try it..."

"Huh? You can eat if you want. You can buy one for a piece of copper."

"No, but............... ah"

That's right. It wasn't on my mind.

I'm an adventurer now and I'm free to eat. I have money. I remembered that and my feet went to the dewstore.

"Eh."

I arrive in front of my father at the dewstore.

What am I supposed to do at times like this?

When I was allowed to go out a few years ago... no, I wanted to eat at the dewstore, but I ran out of money in the dining room.

I don't know how to do it...

"Ha, you can't help it. Five for now."

"Aye, five copper coins."

Queena pays the money and the old man at the dewstore gives him a bag with skewers.

I was so impressed by the sequence of motions...!

"Yes, one gold coin"

"Oops, thanks!

Remove one piece of gold from the narcotics and give it to Queena.

But Queena withdrew without taking it.

Hey, what are you serious about?

"Huh? No, but it's like a commission..."

"No, no, but I don't have any gold coins! You understand what you're worth?

Queena asked me with an angry look somewhere.

I understand how value works. But there were few opportunities to actually spend money or touch it.

"I'm giving it away easily if you ask me...?

"It's obvious. You can't leave me alone."

Put your hands on your hips and get a frightened look.

I don't see it......

"Bye, yes. Three. Two are mine."

"Ugh. So how much do I have to pay?

"Fine, that's about it. I'll give you the luxury."

"Er... I feel comfortable asking for guidance."

"That's why they use it like it's good. Be magnificent already. Focus on your best interests."

"Oh yeah... hagu... yum!!

I ate the skewers that Queena gave me.

Nice teeth outside and melted inside......! The sauce and oil tangles linger better in my mouth and the incense tickles my nose......!

Shit!!!

"Are you listening? That's a quick shift on the level..."

It also looks like Queena stung me, but the skewers taste better than that. The story flows from right to left.

"I haven't heard much! Because it's too good!

"Hey. Stay with me! That's not true..."

"Momogu. No... I'm fine"

"What is it?"

"Look at the people I asked for before. I've changed my mind a lot."

"? What do you mean"

"The blacksmith's old man, he seems so tough." Uh, time's up, stop. I can't make anything rocky right now! Say it. Oh, I really don't think it makes any sense to keep doing that. "

"Heh."

"Maybe the aunt in the inn and the adventurer are gone, so I didn't have to clean them at all, and when I thought it would make sense to do that, I said, 'There's no one there, but cleaning them clean tightens my mind,' cause I'm going to ale you to tomorrow. I was never aware of cleaning, but I thought I was."

So I also recognised how bad an environment the Knights were.

And maybe how free a profession an adventurer is.

What a thought - I shuddered as the adventurer card blew the bass.